perhap, perhaps, perhaps...

with the recent discovery
of my loss of anonymity

with this naggy suspicion
of a promise that's broken

there came to me
a sad notion
to leave this diary
in desertion

.......................................................................
(perhaps my heart and mind are destined for isolation)

Been away for some time...
And this really isn't how I wanted to resume writing.

So many things to write on...
The dreams too many...
The recent struggle for good health...

But here I am...
With a vapourising desire to write my mind.